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buddha funk - last jazz club lyrics

last jazz club * “buddha funk”
[emcee(s): veks]
[producer(s): mike b]
[scratches: mike b]

[intro (overlapped with hook): veks]
yeah, yeah. coming with that buddha funk. like this. one time, uh. that’s right. so roll your blunts up. pack your bongs, your pipes, and check me out. look, yo

[hook (overlapped with intro): samples with scratches by mike b]
“in the buddha funk, my rhymes are ultra*bright” (x4)

[verse 1: veks]
now watch me bust this sh*t
all while the dutch get split
in 2017, everyone gets lit
meds of danky just what the budget fits, sticky
fingaz like onyx when i be crushing it. yo, it’s the
trichomes, i’m on it to get my mind blown
puffing on an l no matter the time zone. i am
known for having the bags of herb. you could
catch the curb if you splurge if you splurge, and that’s my word. i’ma
have to burn another one or a couple, son
‘cause i’m that kid that’s young to troublesome, it’s the
deficit disorder. yo, my intention’s not
in order, but i’m ill, so get this on recorder
returning more of the horror than sodom and gomorrah
distorted pandora got me exploring my aura
don’t go to the store, yo, ‘cause i got it through the trunk
it’s the vexed emcee coming with that buddha funk
buddha funk

[hook (overlapped with interlude): samples with scratches by mike b]
“in the buddha funk, my rhymes are ultra*bright” (x4)

[interlude (overlapped with hook): veks]
bring in that buddha funk, uh. that’s how we do. ha, a*one time like… check

[verse 2: veks]
yo, sometimes i
stop to check the unusual scenery, but never
without a blunt of the beautiful greenery. my man
mike b? yeah, he’s ill on machinery, and a
huge shout*out to my woman, the green mary. in the
state of california, we’re smoking it legally, the most
beautifullest thing in this world like keith murray
if using my grinder, you’re best to save the kief for me. ‘bout to
set a reminder ‘cause i get high too frequently. yo, it’s
peace to me, but tell me: do you got ends though?
the chances of you hitting this dutch is a small window
i take a puff of this like i received god’s info
but don’t know where i’ll end up when the beats all end though
and i don’t care what you pack as long as it’s all endo
‘cause mixing with tobacco is something i’m not into
you’ll always remember me as that fool that stunk. it’s the
crew, the club coming with that buddha funk, buddha funk

[hook (overlapped with outro): samples with scratches by mike b]
“in the buddha funk, my rhymes are ultra*bright” (x4)

[outro (overlapped with hook): veks]
yeah, yeah. uh, just one time for your mind. getting real high. that’s how we do

- last jazz club lyrics

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